• I wonder what it'd be like
    If my heard died out
    Not knowing who I loved
    Who I was
    Who I'd be
    There are many questions that I have
    That will never be answered
    But I know for a fact
    That my heart is broken
    It was broken when I was created
    It's broken now
    And it will always be broken
    Even after death
    I just wonder why I was never told
    That my life could be better
    If I tried


    By Adelle Bleumoon